Central High School - Zenith Yearbook (Duluth, MN)

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Hmmm wma. Motto: Vestigia Nulla Retrosum. Colors: Yale Blue and Red. Yell: Boonila-lacka, Boorna-lacka, bow-wow-WOW. Chinga-lacka, Chinga-lacka, Chow-chow-chow. Booma-lacka, Chinga-lacka, Johnnie get your gun. High School, Clean Sweep, 1901! OFFICERS. PRESIDENT, - JESSE BRADLEY VICE PRESIDENT, ' ALICE SCOTT SECRETARY, LULU MAGOEEIN TREASURER, - DoN ROCKXVELL 14

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such promptness and regularity, that to themselves it amounted to victory with a celebration, They had a yell, did the Class of 1900, which they yelled at the celebration of the victory in debate and on other occasions. Their pent-up feelings were all expressed in that yell. No one heard that yell, but one could tell by the expression on their faces, that they thought yell, and so to them they had raised the yell. They also raised cabbage and being very found of sauerkraut they never allowed this much loved vegetable to pass out of their hands. They were a class we felt we could look up to, there were such Talboys, and had such a Mann Qlyj spirit and were so Kinder full of Lief. It was a class of great Merrit and although at times thc way seemed Black and Sturm-y their spirits were never Lowe, they said, Be brave Meinhart, we will be stronger Daley and in the end Goodwin. I All this they were Pryor to the brilliant close of their meteoric career. And now we ask the question, what has this promising class performed, or what has it achieved, this Class of 1900, and echo answers ffunderedn. We cannot determine whether it means blundered or thundered or sundered, and then we demand, forcibly and elegantly, Where are they at, or what have they come to anyhow, this Class of Nineteen Two Naughts , and echo answers slowly reverberating through the sickly silence- To naught, To naught i Then we feel a little sad for the class that went out with the close of an old worn out century, with only 'OO for an emblem, but we are comforted when we remember, We told you so. ' E. K. P. '0l. 13

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REVERIES OF THE CLASS OF ,0l. :zeeexewexexololeeele I. SPRING. QFresh,men.j As the seasons roll on in ceaseless succession, Spring, with her changeable skies, sends forth the first shoots. The soft, bright grass and the buds expand iunder the warmth of the sun's rays. So we, in '97 entered the High School, a band of one hun- dred and sixty-seven young people, prepared to endure the various experiences, as necessary to the training of Freshmen 'as April showers to the buds of Spring. Fresh, verdant, disclosing but the mere suggestions of our latent talents, our minds and characters developed under the genial influence of our teachers and comrades. After our work was determined, we permanently organized our class, Oct. 14, 1897. No side of life was neglected. Wm. Campbell, with two Seniors, was chosen as a final contestant in the interscholastic debate. According to custom, Thanksgiving donations were dis- tributed by the school, and though but Freshmen, we accomplished more than the other classes that year. Emboldened by our suc- cesses, we ventured on a skating party. Financially and socially it was a complete success. Thus our Freshman year went on, until it acquired the fuller bloom of summer. II, SUMMER. QSophomores.j When the first warm breezes blow the verdure of Spring takes on the warmer hues of Summer. The flowers unfold and the skies are bluer. In our Sophomore year,-our powers and self-possession developing, we did not hesitate to claim a place as true representatives of 'the High School. Indeed our self-assertion took us far enough to break all precedent in pro- posing to give a reception to the St. Paul foot-ball team, but the 15